Chunyang slept for three days and three nights before getting up, perhaps he really shocked many people in Kyushu City, early in the morning, there were three Qi cultivation level monks waiting outside the shop.

"Who are you?" Chunyang couldn't help but wonder as soon as he opened the door and saw three big faces.

"Fellow Daoist, we are here to ask you to repair the magic weapon. A monk who was a little chubby and dressed like a shopkeeper said.

The door was a guest, and Chunyang invited a few people into the house, and then served tea. In fact, those people hadn't seen him repair the Dao weapon with their own eyes, and they didn't know his ability to do so, so they let out some rumors so that those who had a few Sun God Palace magic weapons in their hands could go to the bottom of the matter, and if they could really repair it, it would not be too late for them to make a move!

The monk who looked like a chubby shopkeeper took out a large pen like a rafter, put it in front of Chunyang, and said, "Fellow Daoist, do you think this magic weapon can be repaired?"

Chunyang picked it up and looked at it, the familiar breath of the Chiyang Fire Cloud Forbidden Law was just a crack in the pen, which destroyed most of the prohibitions, and it was a little troublesome to repair, which was almost equivalent to re-refining. Chunyang said about the situation, and then said: "If Daoyou repairs this pen, why don't you return this pen to the furnace and refine it again, I see that this magic pen is only a medium-grade magic weapon, and some can't keep up with the cultivation of Taoist friends, but I can upgrade it to the level of a high-grade magic weapon." ”

When the chubby monk heard this, he immediately rejoiced: "What the Taoist friend said is true, will the function of this magic weapon affect the change?" This is a talisman pen, which was handed down by his ancestors, and it is said that it is one of the standard equipment for the outer disciples in the Sun God Palace to learn talismans, and it has a lot of bonuses for drawing talismans. He wanted to be able to elevate it, but he didn't want to change its original role.

Chun Yang said with a smile: "This fellow Daoist can rest assured that this is one of the middle-grade standard equipment that the outer disciples of the Sun God Palace can obtain at the beginning. Poor Dao is refined for Daoists according to the standard equipment of the high-grade magic weapon. ”

"Thank you so much! That's the cost, I don't know how much you need?" asked the chubby monk.

Chunyang thought for a moment and said, "I will give Daoist friends a list of materials, if Daoist friends prepare the materials by themselves, they need to pay 1,000 spirit stones or 100 Chaoyang purple qi, and if the materials are poor, they need to pay 2,800 spirit stones or 280 Chaoyang purple qi." "Finished. Chunyang handed the monk a list.

The chubby monk looked at the materials on the list and said, "Choose the first one below, I don't know when you will send it to the Daoist?" Chunyang smiled.

Half an hour later, Chunyang sent the three of them away, and the other two monks also came to repair the magic weapon, one was that a magic weapon flying sword was broken, and the other was that the magic ban of the gourd magic weapon was worn out for most of it, and it was easier to repair. These two magic weapons are also left over from the original Sun God Palace. I really don't know how this Kyushu City has so many magic weapons of the Sun God Palace.

Pure Yang didn't know that the central hinterland of Kyushu was once the immortal mansion of Yiyang Sect Ancestor, one of the three true immortal ancestors of the Sun God Palace, this Yiyang Sect Ancestor was obsessed with refining weapons, and there were many disciples under him, and they were all refining masters, and each disciple had a lot of disciples, so to speak. This Yiyang Sect Ancestor is the one with the most disciples in the Sun God Palace. Under the leadership of this sect ancestor who was obsessed with refining, he didn't know how many magic weapons he had refined! Eighty percent of all the magic weapons in the entire Kyushu City were refined by their vein. Moreover, this Yiyang Sect Ancestor has been in the world for more than 10,000 years, and for such a long time, the number of magic weapons that have been refined can be imagined!

Looking at the three magic weapons on the table, Chun Yang shook his head and sighed, alas! How did Poor Dao become a professional in the restoration of magic weapons in the Sun God Palace, and he was hard.

Seeing that no monk came again. It is estimated that before the three monks survived, there would be no monks coming. Chunyang casually closed the door and wandered out into the street.

A kilometer away from his shop, it was the most crowded place for monks, and further up. The monks were scarce. Chunyang saw that Chen Yang and a few monks dressed in gorgeous bags were gathered at the door of a shop, and Chunyang was curious, so he leaned over.

It turned out to be a stall outside the store, and a sharp-tongued monk was explaining, and Chen Yang and a few friends were squatting on the stall to pick out things. When I walked in, several people were choosing jade slips, and when I saw the jade slips, they were made of shadow jade, and the kind that Chen Yang saw before I came was bought from this stall.

"Who is the peak on the road to becoming an immortal, and when you see the beginningless path, you will become empty! Who wants the biography of the first immortal emperor in ancient and modern times? Only fifty spirit stones!" The monk said loudly, selling the jade slip in his hand.

"I want it, give it to me!" A gentleman took out fifty medium-grade spirit stones, handed the spirit stones to the man's hand before anyone else, and snatched the jade slip in his hand first.

The monk put away the spirit stone, picked up a jade slip casually, and said: "If I want to have it, the sky is indispensable, if I want to have it, the sky is not allowed to have it! My life is like a demon who wants to seal the sky! I want to seal the sky, does anyone want it? Only eighty spirit stones!"

"Give it to me, give it to me!" Chen Yang took out eighty medium-grade spirit stones and grabbed them.

All this, Chunyang who saw it was surprised, this is a medium-grade spirit stone, a piece is enough to exchange for a hundred lower-grade spirit stones, if you spend five or six thousand spirit stones to buy a jade slip that records the sermon of a certain senior, or a certain monk demonstrates a spell, but it is just a false story, it is worthy of a group of second ancestors, and they don't know the preciousness of the spirit stone at all!

But in half an hour, all the dozen or so jade slips on the monk's stall were sold, and each one sold thousands of spirit stones.

Waiting for a few people to disperse, Chen Yang was not surprised to see Chunyang, but just smiled, proudly showed the jade slip in his hand, and left with a few friends. Chunyang stepped forward and stopped the monk who was leaving. The monk looked at Chunyang with a wary expression, after all, he had tens of thousands of spirit stones on his body!

Chunyang smiled and said, "Don't worry about Daoyou, this is Kyushu City, are you afraid that the poor Dao will not be good for you?"

"Huh. The monk also thought of this, smiled awkwardly, and said, "What is that Taoist friend stopping you from?"

Chunyang said with a smile: "The jade slips sold by Daoyou, Poor Dao has also seen it, and Poor Dao has to admire Daoyou's thoughts, but he also feels sorry for Daoyou." Chunyang made a look of pity.

The monk really asked, "What's the pity? Isn't the poor Dao also earning so many spirit stones?"

Chunyang shook his head and said, "Poor Dao, let me ask you, are these many ordinary monks who can take out thousands of spirit stones at will, or are there many ordinary monks who can take out dozens of spirit stones at will?" )

PS: Which book friend gave a villain name?